After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

The narrow room was full of old sundries. The old windows were covered with a thick layer of dust and the dim light came in.

The room was filled with the smell of old decay.

"Sit down..." Dr. Chen limped into the room, sat down on the sofa full of sundries and said shakily, "what do you want to know?"

Yezei looked down at the wrinkled old woman with white hair in front of him and said slowly, "at the beginning, you were one of the forensic doctors who dissected the two corpses, right?"

"Yes," she sighed, "although it has been a long time, I still clearly remember the first time I saw the body... It's terrible."

The wife was hacked to death by her husband, which is nothing new to the forensic medicine.

However, in her many years of career, she only saw one time when she chopped a person's belly and viscera into almost unrecognizable meat mud. What she needed was no longer hatred or impulse, but almost crazy patience and care - the corpse placed on the coroner's table above the shoulder and below the pelvis was intact without any damage, But below the thoracic spine, it has completely become a mixture of broken flesh and blood paste and broken internal organs. Because the damage is so serious, they can't even confirm the cause of death of the victim.

Compared with the other body... It's much simpler.

The man's arms and palms were dyed shocking blood red by his wife's blood. The nail cover was full of residual blood and flesh. A crazy and strange smile still remained on a pale and stiff face. A pair of turbid eyes stared to a great extent, which made his back cold instinctively. There was a scarlet wound in the center of his chest, and the white skin rolled outward, No more bleeding.

It is said that when their only son came home from school, he happened to see his mother's body broken.

It is said that the little boy stumbled away, but was chased up. Therefore, in a panic, he picked up the fruit knife on the ground and stabbed it into his father's chest.

In the porcelain white tea cup, the heat curled up, making Dr. Chen's glasses covered with a thin mist.

She sighed, stopped talking, put the tea cup on the table, then took off her glasses and wiped them slowly with the corners of her clothes.

Ye Jia's eyes drooped and listened quietly.

His eyes fell on the ripples of tea in front of him, like a pool of water scattered by rain in the depths of his memory.

The thunderstorm outside roared and the rain poured down.

A pair of light colored eyes trembled with fear, despair and pain. However, the pale and cold hand gripped the handle of the knife without trembling. Slowly, he stabbed the blade into the man's chest. Warm blood gushed out of the wound and dyed his fingers dazzling scarlet.

The little boy let go of his hand.

The man's heavy body collapsed in front of him.

He turned and walked step by step through the cruel and terrible room like hell on earth, and the pool of blood under his feet made a sticky sound.

He stopped in front of the landline and slowly picked up the microphone. His bloody fingers left fuzzy finger marks on the keys.

After a short busy tone, the phone was connected.

The childish voice has a frightening sense and calmness;

"Hello, I want to call the police..."

"Two people died... Yes, my mother and father."

"The address is..."

With a clatter, he put the microphone back in place.

The little boy turned his head and began to tremble uncontrollably.

He stood firmly in the center of blood and broken bodies. There was lightning and rainstorm outside the window, and he trembled like a leaf in a hurricane.

When the police arrived, in the bloody room, the little boy was covered with blood. He knelt down in front of his mother's body. His wet hair was dripping with rain. On one side, his father's body was gradually cooling. On his heart, a fruit knife disappeared with the handle.

Dr. Chen sighed and said, "later, the police determined that the child was self-defense and did not investigate his responsibility. Unfortunately, the police did not find any other relatives of him, so it seems that he was sent to a foster family..."

She seemed to think of something and suddenly stopped talking.

Dr. Chen raised his head and looked at Yezei sitting opposite. He said with some embarrassment:

"Oh, I'm old and I can't help talking. Oh, young man, what was the question you wanted to ask me just now?"

Yezei raised his eyes, pursed his lips and said:

"Excuse me, is there any organ missing from the... Female victim's body?"

"This..." Dr. Chen was stunned. She didn't seem to expect the other party to ask such a question. She frowned slightly, thought carefully, and then said: "because the body was damaged too seriously at that time, I really don't know if there was any lack of organs..."

Yejia was not surprised by this answer.

After all, even the body that had just died last month, if he hadn't taken a little black hand, he couldn't have noticed that the heart was missing in the belly where the body was cut into meat and mud.

He continued, "did you find anything wrong during the anatomy?"

Dr. Chen frowned more tightly and seemed to be racking his brains to recall: "this... Seems to be nothing."

Although he had anticipated the possibility of this result, he couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Yezei sighed silently, put the teacup in his hand down on the tray and knocked it out with a light sound.

He wrote his mobile phone number on a piece of paper, put it on the table and said:

"If you remember any details, please feel free to contact me."

Then Yejia stood up and prepared to turn and leave.

Just then, Dr. Chen's old voice sounded behind him: "ah... It seems a little strange."

Yezei was slightly stunned and turned his head to look behind him.

Just before the meeting, the wrinkled old woman raised her head and looked at Yejia through her glasses with her turbid eyes. She seemed to fall into a long memory: "well, I remember that there was a strange trace on the spine of the body... I don't think it could be left by a knife, but there seemed to be no other explanation at that time..."

Ye Jia's breathing is slightly sluggish.

He said, "can you draw it for me?"

Outside the residential building, the sun shines on the body with warmth, dispersing the cold and decaying atmosphere in the corridor in an instant.

Yejia lowered his head and looked at the pattern on the paper.

The old man's hand was not stable, and the painting was shaky and uneven, but it was enough for Yejia to recognize its appearance.

——That's a very familiar sign.

The supernatural authority logo.

His fingers tightened slightly, leaving a wrinkle on the paper.

Yezei slowly took a deep breath, but his breath trembled slightly. He clenched his teeth, folded the note and put it into his pocket.

Then he took out his mobile phone and called Chen Qingye and Wei yuechu, who were sent to investigate the other two cases, respectively, and said concisely:

"Pay attention to the spine of the body to see if there are any strange marks."

After hanging up the phone, Yezei pinched the mobile phone in his palm.

There was no superfluous expression on his face, as if it were covered with an extremely perfect mask.

Ji Xuan stood beside him, his scarlet eyes drooping slightly, fixedly staring at the young man in front of him.

Two people stood quietly in silence, as if waiting for something.

After a long time, the mobile phone in the young man's hand suddenly vibrated.

Yezei was stunned, as if he had been awakened, and looked down at the screen lit up by the mobile phone in his palm.

——Wei yuechu and Chen Qingye sent him messages respectively.

Most of the corpses have been buried or cremated and have not been preserved. However, they looked through the retained records and found that some forensic anatomical records recorded that strange black spots were found on the spine of the corpse. However, these spots had no effect on the bone and were not any pathological lesions, so they just recorded them, There is no further description of it

There are more than twenty bodies in total, and only four such spot reports.

It may be true that there are only four, but it may also be the negligence of the forensic - after all, the heterochromatic pattern on the spine is not their focus.

Yezei clenched his cell phone.

He looked fixedly not far away. After a long time, Yejia turned to Ji Xuan and said:

"I'm going to the cemetery."

The corpses thirty years ago did not need cremation. Although the cemetery was very old, it was still very complete, with many traces of worship. Many tombstones had bouquets of fresh or withered flowers in front of them, and the air was filled with a smell of stale soil.

The cold bluestone was covered with dust and moss and weeds. It seemed that it had been neglected for a long time.

Yezei squatted down and gently raised his hand and pressed it on the tombstone. Under the palm of his hand, the cold stone plate brought a touch.

He opened the ghost and pulled out the little black hand.

Little black held the mobile phone in his arms and was caught off guard: "Hey, what are you doing?"

As soon as it saw the final words of ghost marriage: the overlord ghost King fell in love with me, it was forcibly pulled out by Ye Jia.

It said angrily, "can't you say hello in advance!"

The little black hand with teeth and claws suddenly froze when he saw Ji Xuan not far away.

Ji Xuan's Scarlet eyes swept in this direction without a trace of emotion. Little black hand was immediately frightened and tightly hugged Ye Jia's fingers: "big brother, what do you need me for! Just tell me! "

Yejia threw it on the tombstone and said, "go in and have a look."

Little black hand: "... Ah?"

Yejia slowly took a deep breath and said, "I remember you told me that in the building where the skinned body was found, you ate the girl's polluted soul and then lost your mind, didn't you?"

Little black twisted his hand: "yes."

Ye Jia's eyes drooped slightly and continued, "you also felt that kind of malice on the body with the heart taken out, didn't you?"

The little black hand was a little confused, but he obediently replied, "yes."

Yejia put his finger on the tombstone in front of him, gently rubbed the cold bluestone surface with his finger belly, and slowly said, "go and see if the body in here also has traces of contamination."

The little black hand "Oh", then sank down and disappeared under the soil in the blink of an eye.

A few seconds later, its dull voice came from under the ground: "... No."

Ye Jiawei was stunned.

No,

He said, "look at the spine of the body. Is there anything on it..."

Before Yejia finished his words, he was interrupted by a small black hand emerging from under the ground. He staggered out from under the ground, looked at Yejia and said impatiently:

"Oh! You don't understand me. I mean, there's nothing below. "

In an instant, Yezei was struck by lightning.

He was startled, and then hurried forward. His eyes stared at the little black hand in front of him like a sharp blade. His tone was a little tight, and he sternly asked:

"What do you mean?!"

What... Nothing?

The little black hand was startled by Ye Jia.

It shook its fingers, seemed puzzled by his slightly different attitude, and then continued:

"Yes, it's an empty coffin."